Daddy we got wax paper to ride on the slide?
Wait a minute there buster I’m trying to decide
His smart little face looking down at me and Judy Canova smiled
His mind did imbibe everything it did see god I love my child
We went up an elevator to see our friend Nate
Who fed us our dinner on a heaping plate
My boy’d never had duck but he got the gist he grabbed a drumstick
And though the greasy old bird dribbled fat down his wrist he fucking loved it
He looked at me sternly said daddy my man
How come you and mama ain’t married as planned
I told him I loved her and god knows I tried and I didn’t lie
Though if he knew my feelings regarding her now he’d be horrified
We walked through the market we got to the park
It was three pm we would be there till dark
His voice was impassioned asking daddy what could we ride on the slide
From the back of her torn record jacket Judy Canova smiled
Jim, I'm loving this album! Sounds so good. I don't think the pedal steel was on the last versions of these tracks I heard. It's great! Kudos on a lovely record. Ben Armstrong
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